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Updated: June 22, 2025
"I don't like it," he announced abruptly. "Don't like what, Mr Thario?" I inquired. "Joe to you," he corrected. "Mister from you to me belies our prospective relationship. Just call me Joe." "I thought your name was George." "Baptismal whim of the Old Man's. But it's a stuffy label no shortening it, you know, so the fellows all call me Joe. Chummier. Don't like the idea of evading the draft.
Even with the wholehearted assistance of General Thario it was an endless and painful task to comply with, break through, or evade the restrictions and regulations thrown up by an uncertain and slowmoving administration, restrictions designed to aid our competitors and hamper us.
"This is Mama," said Winifred, accenting the second syllable strongly and contriving at once to be vivacious and reverent. Mama inclined her head toward me without the faintest smile, welcoming or otherwise, placing her hand as she did so regally upon the teacozy, as upon a royal orb. "Mrs Thario," I said, "I am delighted to meet you." Mama found this beneath her condescension.
I expanded horizontally and vertically, delighted to show my competitors that Americans, even when deprived of America, were not robbed of the traditional American enterprise. It was at this time, many months after we had given up all hope of hearing from Joe again, that General Thario received a longdelayed package from his son.
Telephone facilities in the Thario house, though adequate for the transaction of the general's daily business, were completely unequal to the emergency.
There were many, perhaps constituting a majority, who like George Thario wanted a peace, almost any kind of peace, to be made. Others attempted to ignore the presence of a war entirely and to conduct their lives as though it did not exist.
"Judicious retreat, especially in the face of overwhelming superiority, has always been a military weapon and no captain, no matter how valiant, has ever feared to use it." "Pop," George Thario had retorted goodhumoredly, "you dragged in the metaphor, not I. Youve heard of the Alamo and Vicksburg and Corregidor? Well, this is them all rolled into one."
But I have anticipated; at the moment I looked upon him only as a liability to be balanced in good time by the asset of his father's position. It was therefore with irritation I listened to his insistence on my coming to the Thario home that afternoon to meet his mother and sisters.
However great my reluctance I felt I couldnt afford to risk giving offense and so at fouroclock promptly I was in Georgetown, using the knocker of a door looking like all the other doors on both sides of the street. "I'm Winifred Thario and youre the chewinggum man no, wait a minute, I'll get it the food concentrate man who's going to make Joe essential to the war effort.
"If George had a civilian position in an essential industry say one holding a contract with the army for badly needed fieldrations...." "I should like to meet your son," I said. "I have been looking around for some time for a reliable manager...." "George might consider it." General Thario squinted his glass against the light. "I'll have him stop by your hotel tomorrow."
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